Martial Arts Escort System: I Got A Maxed Level Divine Technique From The Beginning

Chapter 106: Chapter 104 Who is it? [2nd Update!]

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“Life debt? Surname Su?”

Zuo Qiuyang was slightly startled upon hearing this: “So you are Su Mo from Ziyang Escort Agency…”

As he spoke, he couldn’t help but cough repeatedly, fresh blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.

Struggling to rise, he sat down in the chair in the center of the hall, let out a gentle breath, and as he looked up, he saw Yang Xiaoyun, wielding the Dragon Abyss Spear, cutting through the crowd in combat.

Despite being a woman, she wouldn’t accept defeat from any man.

Her martial arts skills are scarcely matched by her peers.

Wei Ziyi, having cultivated in silence within Lengyue Palace for many years, perfected the Crescent Moon Sword Technique, reaching the true essence. At this moment, the life and death of his two subordinates, the black-clothed men, hung by a thread.

As for Su Mo in front of him…

He hadn’t even truly made a move, yet he was already severely injured.

This chess game… how did it end up becoming a dead end at the end?

“It is indeed I, Su.”

Su Mo stepped forward: “In Luoxia City, within the narrow alley, Alliance Leader Zuo ordered four Death Soldiers to take my life.

“This debt, is it not just now that Alliance Leader Zuo himself admitted to?”

Zuo Qiuyang glanced at Su Mo, then suddenly burst into crazed laughter:

“Indeed, it was I! But, Lord Su, the Chief of the Escort, do you really think you can kill me within this mansion?”

As his voice fell, he suddenly slammed his palm down hard on the back of the chair. In the next moment, the wall behind split apart, the chair tipped backward, and Zuo Qiuyang leaped up, rolling into the hidden passageway behind the wall.

This unexpected move slightly surprised Su Mo, who then threw a punch through the air in mid-leap.

However, by the time the Punch Wind reached, the chair had returned to its original position, and the wall slammed shut.

The Punch Wind struck the wall, making a sound as loud as a giant bell, leaving an imprint of a fist out of thin air.

Su Mo approached the chair, and, following Zuo Qiuyang’s method, tapped the back of the chair.

Yet, there was no response.

Clearly, there were other mechanisms involved.

If given time, Su Mo might be able to find the mechanism, but how could there be such time now?

Frustrated, he grabbed the chair with both hands, exerted slight force, only to find the chair was entirely embedded in the ground.

Satisfied, he nodded and then made a stance: “Rise!!”

There was a series of cracking and twisting metallic noises, and Su Mo forcibly ’tore’ the chair from the ground.

The pure metal chair, once torn open, revealed internal metal gears and other mechanisms, scattering around.

Wei Ziyi, having just dealt with two black-clothed men, looked up to see this scene, her lip twitching.

Su Mo appeared lean without a hint of bulkiness, performing Swordsmanship with elegance.

Yet every move he made was akin to a deadly weapon from Earth.

It was indeed a frightening sight to behold.

With a clang, Su Mo casually tossed the chair aside, walked up to the wall, and kicked down hard, causing the entire hall to slightly shake.

The guards attacking Yang Xiaoyun, who were continuously being defeated, originally fought fearlessly to their death.

But, this loud bang along with the shaking hall made them tremble, instinctively stepping back, not daring to move forward, as if afraid the hall would collapse and bury them underneath.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaoyun ceased attacking and swiftly ran into the hall.

“Xiao Mo!”

She called out.

Su Mo turned back and glanced at her: “Wait outside.”

“Oh.”

Yang Xiaoyun complied and went back out, carrying her spear.

Wei Ziyi couldn’t help but look at Yang Xiaoyun: “Whatever he says, you listen, huh?”

“Eh?”

Yang Xiaoyun blinked, realizing that during this entire mission, it indeed seemed like she was just following whatever Su Mo said.

She pondered over this shift in her mindset.

Initially, she intended to be an observer, offering only martial support, not strategies, wanting to see how Su Mo would handle dangers during his missions, and step in only when truly needed to correct him.

This was her initial thought.

However, along the way, Su Mo was never reckless; every consideration had its merits.

His words and deeds were truly exceptional.

Unknowingly, she came to obey his commands instinctively.

By now, it had become a conditioned reflex, she agreed to whatever Su Mo said, no longer needing her own opinions.

Realizing this, she suddenly laughed heartily, not annoyed, but rather joyful, she said to Wei Ziyi:

“He is my future husband; naturally, I listen to whatever he says.”

“…”

Wei Ziyi found herself unable to retort.

Watching as Yang Xiaoyun left the hall, just as she hesitated about whether to follow, she heard three consecutive loud bangs!

Each louder than the previous, signifying that Su Mo’s force grew stronger each time.

A perfectly good wall was brutally distorted and ripped open by him, revealing a large passageway.

Su Mo immediately leaped inside, Wei Ziyi frowned, still hesitating about entering, when Yang Xiaoyun, carrying her spear, darted past her and into the passageway.

Wei Ziyi’s lip twitched: “Indeed a case of ’Where the husband goes, the wife follows.’”

Glancing at the Zhan Ming in her hand, she finally, carrying this person, also entered into the passageway.

Outside the hall, a number of corpses lay scattered, with the remaining guards exchanging glances, unsure whether to pursue and execute the orders of the Alliance Leader, caught in a slight dilemma.

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